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Edward Nocturnis approached the village square, flanked by a pair of halberd wielding honor guards. Unlike Adamant Totality, Captain Nocturnis disdained armor. It was unusual due to his rather portly figure, anyone would think hima fool for not wearing armor, out of shape as he was. That was actually what Edward wanted people to think.

He was barred from his path by a small group of villagers. Nocturnis frowned as he looked them over. True this had been his hometown once but he did have a duty.

"I will ask you once to step aside," he said, betraying not a hint of emotion, "This is my hometown and I do have some nostalgia toward the place, however I will not hesitate to destroy it if you will not comply. I only want the psychotic killer you harbor, the governor won't even be informed of your... discrepency."

"Oh, give it a rest, Edward!" came a voice from within the common grounds. Peaches appeared, striding up to the captain. She stood toe to toe with him, even though she had to look up to see into his eyes. Her own eyes, wide and exotic held a determined look.

"Why would we house any sort of psycopath, much less an enemy of the government?" she demanded, "Our village has always been dutiful in their tax payments and there have been no murmerings of rebellion or disent. We aren't so stupid as to bring the wrath of the army down on our heads."

"Peaches, I know you to well," Nocturnis said, concealing a hint of a smile as he looked into her eyes, they WERE intoxicating, "You were always the first to bring in and mend back to health any wild animal that came wounded near the village. My sources have told me that the man I seek was wounded and headed in this direction. What's more I have a sorcerer with me that has confirmed that Mars was here. Now step aside, I don't want anyone to get hurt here." He put a hand on Peaches's shoulder, to gently move her out of the way.

"Get your damned hands off of her, you worthless trash!" yelled a voice. Mars stood in the doorway of a nearby hut. His chest was still bear, save for the bloodstained bandages, but he wielded the zhanmadao with deadly intent as he moved toward the crowd, murder in his eyes.

At last, some sport, Nocturnis thought, as he pushed the girl aside. He relished the feel in his hands as his sabre slid free from it's sheathe. Giving his guards a signal to wait, he charged forward, the blades of the opponent's clashing together in a shower of sparks. That battle strangely enough seemed evenly matched. Nocturnis's sabre was evidently well made as it withstood the onslaught of Mars's greater strength and massive blade. And MArs was suprised at the speed of the copulent army officer he faced off against. But still, Mars had been fighting a long time, and he was certain that he was one of the greatest fighters on the entire continent, much less the province. He pressed the attack and it seemed soon that the captain would be crushed.

Suddenly, Mars's wounds began to take their toll. Fresh blood spots appeared on the bandages and his strength began to wane. He faltered for a moment, and Nocturnis saw his chance. He slashed out with the sabre, aimed high at his enemy's chest.

Then, before he could stop, Peaches was there. She shoved Mars back and he stumbled, crashing onto the dirt. The blade flashed, biting into her face, just above her nose. There was a spurt of blood and she dropped to the ground, hands covering the spot where he beautiful eyes had once been.

"No," Nocturnis whispered and took a step back. He sheathed his weapon, not even wiping clean the blade. He started to shake and his face went pale. Mars attempted to rise, but he was too weak and his head crashed back to the ground.

"You have twenty four hours," Edward announced, his voice close to breaking, "Tend to your wounded. I will return this time tomorrow. Turn over Mars or I will raze this city to the ground." He turned and strode away, shaking his head and breathing heavily. The two guards with him followed silently. In moments, they were out of sight of the village.

99% Of this stuff would be totally different, this is just how Qoorl writes, it's his story. Like our first meeting would have ended in your quick, immediate death, And Pichubro would never be harmed because she's omnipetent, and there are a million other incorrect details, but this is Qoorl's story, so he's going to write it the way he wants to. Stop bitching

Peeki - King of the Sands. A wandering ruler who has left his homeland to
perform Seven deeds.

Ninetails - The Lady of Death. Mysterious woman who travels with the King
of Sands.

Dogar - Dogarath the XIII, A war hero, fallen from grace, who now spends his
time drinking and smoking away bad memories in a bar somewhere. If
he could be convinced to rejoin the world, he could help change the
tides of War.

Xion - The Bringer of Justice. Another War Hero. He faded from the public eye
long ago, but legendary in his time.

Star - Astrella, a sorcerer in the provincial army. Has an insasiable desire for
power, for she believe it is her best path to acceptance.

Lacemaker - Another as yet unamed Oracle.

Lord94 - Oh he's big.... and he's coming.

GiantSquid - Nautilos, former seaman, and the finest diplomat in the Province.
He uses his power in an attempt to curb the Governor's
dangerous political actions.

And Many, MANY more that I haven't fully worked into the epic scope of this grand tale.

I know... thanks. And yeah, there's lots of people that need to be in there that aren't. Just have to work them in... I'll try to get the epid battle knocked out before I head to CoastCon... won't be on most of the weekend.